Quotes About Perseverance

those who soar the highest, fall the hardest. Watch out that you don't take a tumble.

I ground matter to find the continuous line. And when I realized I could not find it, I stopped, as if an unseen someone had slapped my hands.

Dar cel care cauta asa cum trebuie gaseste intotdeauna. Nu exista vreo problema fara solutie. Daca nu o gasesti, e pentru ca nu ai cautat-o asa cum trebuie ori indeajuns. Orice broasca are o cheie. Nici un lacatus nu este destul de nebun ca sa fabrice broaste fara cheie.

Viata pe pamant e ca un torent. Trebuie sa-l traversezi inot pentru a ajunge pe celalalt mal. Grijile de capatai ale omului de pe pamant sunt de a nu fi purtat de torent. De moda. De noutati. Doar animalele moarte, cadavrele, sunt duse de curent. Trebuie sa tii capul sus daca vrei sa inoti bine.

You must pray that the way be long, full of adventures and experiences.

do not hurry the journey at all: better that it lasts for many years and you arrive an old man on the island, rich from all that you have gained on the way, not counting on Ithaca for riches. For Ithaca gave you the splendid voyage: without her you would never have embarked. She has nothing more to give you now. And though you find her poor, she has not misled you; you having grown so wise, so experienced from your travels, by then you will have learned what Ithacas mean.

You can do anything that you wanna do. All you gotta do is to put your brain into it. Take your time and educate your mind.

If you're at the end of your rope . . . untie the knot in your heart.

She had some kind of foolish and unreasonable notion that the more doggedly she stood, the more would she placate certain mysterious powers which habitually force us into circumstances and situations we hate and abhor.

Alberta was back again. Back to it all, to all that was warped and desultory, to the lies and evasions and small, hidden irons in the fire, to humiliation and hopeless longing, to the grey road of uniform days. To live in spite of it, to live on as best she could, with her two warring natures: one that willed, no-one knew how far - one that could let itself be bound any time and anywhere. To live and lie and listen her way forward, to seek haphazardly in her tomes, to wait and see...

Faith is not simply a patience that passively suffers until the storm is past. Rather, it is a spirit that bears things - with resignations, yes, but above all, with blazing, serene hope.

You have spent many lives and much treasure to bring freedom to many lands that were reluctant to receive it. And here you have a people who won it by themselves and need only the help to preserve it.

And now if they should break or you should fall, you might faint for a year or two. If that happens, your local system takes over: that's the pack on your back.

So what you face is a month of being absolutely wide awake, on an operating table and being operated on without anesthetic, while doing some of the hardest work that mankind has ever found.

Learning is never failure.

I'm always happy. But I often experience a bit of a wobble before I take off—a short period of time when all my doubts gang up against me.

What's the bravest thing you ever did? He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.

Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.

What's the bravest thing you ever did? He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.

You have to carry the fire." I don't know how to." Yes, you do." Is the fire real? The fire?" Yes it is." Where is it? I don't know where it is." Yes you do. It's inside you. It always was there. I can see it.

Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you're happy again, then you'll have given up. Do you understand? And you can't give up, I won't let you.

Black people have always been America's wilderness in search of a promised land.

I cannot be an optimist but I am a prisoner of hope.

Stories never really end...even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.